Goujuan always refuses to confess

"Ah? What party?" Hirohito Katsuobu looked bewildered, "Ahh, I don't know what you're talking about, Senpai Shizhi... I'll hide for a while when Mr. Wujo is coming!"

Talking about it, the first-year student looked at the playground that was full of disfigurement, said in his mouth that his head seemed to have suffered a concussion, and he needed to seek treatment from Mr. Nitzi, while grabbing another student's hand and ran away.

Fu Heihui seemed to stare at Shizhi several times, but Shizhi didn't care, and turned around after watching Huzhang Youren go away.

He saw Goujuan squatting on the edge of a deep pit one meter away, holding the horn he took out from nowhere in his hand and holding it to his mouth.

Using the power of the spell, the spell master recited [Recover], and the exploded clods of stone debris flew back into the deep pit.

Gou Juan didn't hide, and when he saw a moderately large stone about to hit the back of his head, someone pulled him by the neckline, hooked and tugged, and he fell to the edge of the playground on the other side with a half-embraced person.

Goujuan turned his head and rolled his eyes at Shizhi, without the slightest sense that he was almost injured.

"Why don't you hide?" Ten Zhikong asked.

—— Sora will pull me away, but why are you fighting with Knotweed?

——Also, Sora, what did you tell him just now?

Goujuan asked two questions, and Shizhi only answered the latter one.

"Ask if the knotweed will go to the believer's gathering at the end of the month or the beginning of next month."

--Um?Why do you ask the knotweed this question?

Goujuan was a little dazed, as if that junior had nothing to do with Shizhi's believers, right?

"Because—" The reason that I haven't said yet is still in my heart, Shizhi paused for a moment, and changed his words, "Just ask, Junior Knotweed almost believed in my shrine a while ago."

——Huh, is that so?

Gou Juan no doubt has him.

Restoring the leveled playground failed to appease the teacher's anger, and Goujuji accompanied Shizhikong and stood in front of the teacher who seemed to be meeting the teacher for the first time.

Shizhi was distracted throughout the whole process, and he made a sound of "um, ah, oh" from time to time, which made Mr. Kusakabe's hand a little itchy and he dared not hit it.

It's hard enough to fight, so let's throw it to that bastard Gojo Satoru.

The homeroom teacher finished training Wutiao Wu and walked around. He saw that the playground was intact and that no one was missing an arm or a leg. Everything was fine except for the loud noise in the morning, which disturbed the residents. He clapped his hands and left.

Gojo Satoru: "Oh yes, remember to repair the windows of the dormitory building, whoever can repair the sky or thorns, anyway, your ability is convenient."

Dog Roll: "..."

So Goujuan raised the horn and yelled towards the window again, and the glass shards that fell on the ground, in the flower beds, and in the corridor were restored as if controlled by someone.

Shizhi looked at the spellcaster bouncing around in front of him, holding a porcelain-white trumpet in his hand, and a few locks of hair on the top of his head were messy, because he was in a hurry to go out and didn't look in the mirror. He looked very playful at the moment.

Shi Zhi followed Goujuu and rubbed it twice with his hands. Instead of pressing down the curled hair, it made it even more messy.

After repairing the window, the spellcaster, who was looking for someone to play pranks on, turned his head angrily, and then opened Juzhi's hand.

Gou Juan glared at Shi Zhi.

——So Kong, how did you provoke Fu Hei?Why did I fight with Polygonum cuspidatum in the end... Is it because of the two-faced Nuo?

Gou Juan played the horn twice, turned around and pointed at Shi Zhi, and said, "[Tell the truth]."

The silver-haired boy's expression didn't change and he didn't open his mouth. The words of the spellcaster fell on him like a drop of water gathered in the ocean, with only slight waves.

Shizhi still didn't answer Goujuan's question.

He borrowed the magician's horn and spun it twice in his hand, without pressing the switch to face his mouth, the sound was somewhat blurred by obstacles.

"Since when did I meet Junior Knotweed?"

This is an ordinary question, Goujuan thought for a while, and quickly answered.

——It wasn’t when the knotweed first entered school, and Wujo teacher threw it to you to take him and Nagasaki to go shopping, and then you took a picture of me and sent a message.

Gou Juan flipped his hands over and took out the phone from his pocket. With his fingertips, he clicked to open the top chat box. After thinking for a while, he accurately entered the date to find the chat history of the day.

From the photos he took to the texts he sent, Juzhi looked closer to see the chat records of the day.

——You will go to the task later, and you bought me that... The rice ball ring is back.

A few fragments suddenly flashed in Shizhi's mind, it was indeed his memory, but it was full of a sense of disobedience.

Shizhi squinted his eyes, leaned down, whispered to Goujuan's ear and said, "Tell you a secret."

"Actually - Knotweed Yuren, he is my believer."

It was very quiet in the early morning, and there were not many people on campus.

There were not many students in the Conjuration High School, except for the suspended third-year waste (Zenyuan Maki), after the first and second grade students went to prepare for the assessment task, there were only Shizhi Kong and Dog Rolling Chi in the dormitory. .

Early in the morning, Shizhi was knocked on the door by the dog next door, and a new version of pranks came out.

Shizhi's eyes were not yet clear, covered with a thin layer of mist.

He reacted a few beats later, suddenly realized something, and exaggeratedly fell backwards, pretending to be frightened.

Gou Juan didn't buy the ten-branch coordination, so he puffed out his prank salutes, ghost masks, and the like.

"Kelp—" Gou Juan shouted, "Dried bonito."

After hearing these words, Shizhi turned over and sat up again on the bed, and rubbed two handfuls of hair with the pillow that came from the dog roll room.

"Ji, are you going to release me today?" Shi Zhi said in a slightly unhappy tone, "Isn't it already agreed?"

The speller's explanation also came very quickly. The school suddenly came with a task. They are not in a standard vacation state but a standby state. There is no task that can be arranged at will. If there is a task, they have to go to work.

This kind of life has been going on for a while, but nothing has been arranged before.

Although Shizhikong is headstrong, he won't make things too difficult for Goujumaki.

The silver-haired boy who quickly changed his clothes stood outside the dormitory door. After asking that he could not bring himself to the mission, he made sure that the mission location was not a dangerous place like Yokohama, and Juzhi nodded.

"Take care, be safe. Today I can go get the clothes by myself."

This was originally an appointment a week ago, but who knew that the temporary dog ​​roll had a mission, so in the end only Shizhi stood at the door of the clothing store.

Or two people, the driver who is a believer has no name, so he can just ignore it.

The clothing store Shizhi came to today was introduced by a believer. Before the appointment time came, he stood on the side of the street and waited.

This waited for an accident.

The main body of human society is human beings, but there are countless grotesque scenes emerging on the other side of the boundary invisible to human naked eyes.

Just like now.

Shizhi listened to a figure running towards him like a rabbit without changing his face, and was surprised to find that the person standing by the car was him, and opened the car door and got in as soon as his eyes lit up.

"Save the child! When someone comes to look for me, just say you didn't see it! Just point in any direction!"

After the car door slammed shut, the believer who was disturbed by the sound turned his head blankly and shivered.

"Master Shizhi, is there something unclean——"

Faith himself who was questioned didn't take his eyes off the phone, and replied directly, "Yes, I will say that there is nothing abnormal when someone comes to ask questions."

believer:……!

The intruder who was classified as "unclean" slapped the car door twice angrily, and he protested for a while, and soon the people hiding under the car seat fell silent.

Half a minute later, a heroic blond Valkyrie descended from the sky. She rode a big lion invisible to ordinary people, turned her eyes around, and finally walked towards Shizhi's position.

A believer cannot see the gods who come from money, he is a person who has no destiny.

Shizhi waited for the god to come up to him and put away his phone. His calm posture made him very conspicuous. The god who was going to ask a question frowned and thought for a moment.

"It's you." The Valkyrie who hadn't seen him a few times recognized him.

"Huh?" Shizhi tilted his head, "Hi, what's the matter?"

The voice of the Valkyrie has already begun to recall where she has seen Shizhi, and also mentioned the name of a former God of Wojin in her mind.

It doesn't make sense to worry about seeing Shizhi a few times before. From the perspective of the blond female god, Shizhi Kong is a somewhat special human being at present. asshole?"

The silver-haired boy pretended to think for a while after listening, "Yato? It seemed that he did see him just now, so he ran over there."

The believers on the side looked at their "God" and muttered a few words to himself in the air, quietly forming a mural on the side.

The female god here chased after learning of the whereabouts, without even confirming the authenticity.

Seeing that the blond god left the block on a lion, Shizhi knocked on the door of the private car, telling the god who was hiding inside to come out quickly.

"Don't rush, Xueyin, don't squeeze me either!"

There was a jingle in the carriage, and from the perspective of the car window, besides a black head, there was also a yellow head mixed together.

——This seems to be the artifact child of the Yato family.

He probably ran into the car with a weapon in his hand. After the weapon turned back into a human form, the space in the back row was not big enough. He didn't want to hear the two non-human beings jostling in the car and pulled the door, and then started to move towards the car. Clothes shop.

He looked at the display on his phone, and it was already the appointed time.

Behind the disciples' screen-swiping "I didn't see the hell" was mixed with the mutual dislike of a certain god and his artifact, and the moment Juzhi pushed open the door, Yato squeezed in together with his artifact.

Relying on the fact that ordinary people couldn't see him, he stood in the store with his artifact and looked left and right.

Yato: "Wow, this place looks very high-end."

Yukine: "Yes, with Yato, you never had the chance to come to this kind of place."

Then there was a few bickering, and when Juzhi finished communicating with the clerk and was waiting to get the clothes to try on, Yato slowly came over.

"What did you buy?" A head moved closer behind him, watching the clerk hand the box to Juzhi before opening it, "...Kaiyi?"

"Yes, the ones stored in the shrine are either stained with blood or the size is not suitable." Shizhi explained simply, while shaking off the clothes to observe, "If you want to wear them for semi-formal occasions, you can only order them again."

Yato: Should I ask why the blood is on... Forget it.

Small sleeves, hunting clothes, hakama... and other parts are all available, but the pattern is confusing if you don't understand it. What level is this?

"It's just a formality. If they really care about this kind of detail, they will re-prepare for me."

"Then why do you still come here..." Yato complained, "There are so many believers, you can just find anyone—"

Where is he like him, everything is done by himself, what a god.

Shizhi looked at the speaking black-haired god with pitiful eyes, "Where are you single?"

Ye Dou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly exploded when he heard the mocking sound from his own artifact, "Are you just... stupid." It's not necessarily fucking true.

Although he didn't think the silver-haired boy in front of him was in a normal relationship with the one he usually brought with him, but the number of times they met by chance, Yato finally smelled a sour smell.

The distorted sour smell is also a sour smell, it's better than him not saying anything.

The god and god's artifact behind him didn't disturb Shizhi's shopping plan. He browsed the ready-to-wear in the store and picked out a series of measurements without blinking his eyes.

Obviously it's not his figure data, but buying clothes for others.

The clerks in this store are also very well-educated. The customer kept talking nonsense "alone" for a long time without showing any strange eyes, and took notes seriously with a pen.

The god and his artifact seemed to be tempted, but he was discouraged when he saw the price.

It was too expensive, so expensive that a god like him who had no incense money could afford it.

After a while, another thought arose. The former God of Fujin, who had been read a few words by his artifact, planned to borrow money in the name of a "friend". pushed away.

Walking in was a pair of uncles and a little girl. The blond girl was cute and cute, which attracted people's attention.

Shizhi also took another look, and then he let out an "uh".

——Strange, Yokohama is not close to here, is it?